Today's sun didn't last long, and after only three hours, it was covered by a dark cloud.

The wind howled, carrying dust and sand against the walls.

The wind was so strong that it rolled up a corpse in the middle of the air and hung it on a bent tree.

There was a terrible groan, and a house collapsed.

The black clouds pressed downward, overwhelming the people.

The tiny humans below ran to their homes in panic, and some of them simply broke into a room and looked for a place to stay.

A terrible scream rang out, and an unlucky man crashed into the house, and then saw the ghoul's glowing eyes.

The ghouls came out with their brains probed, and some of them were swept into the air, screaming and dancing.

A strong and intelligent ghoul with an axe and a group of younger brothers looked up at the sky, waiting with their mouths wide open.

Because he is smart, he knows how to use tools, and he has a very good memory, and even remembers the rain some time ago, and in his experience, it will not be long before the rain falls.

He liked the feeling of the rain lapping on his body, the kind of powerful and soft power, which made him unforgettable, even if it was only a few days, but compared to the ghoul's memory, just ten days was a long time.

Syllable!

The ghoul's head was hit, and even this ghoul had rough skin and thick flesh, and it felt a little pain.

He stretched out his hand suspiciously, wiped his forehead, looked at the ice slag on his hand, and looked up at the sky suspiciously, feeling that his worldview was a little collapsed.

Why is it not raining, but this thing.

Yes, in this case, it may not be 100% rain, it may also be hail.

Cracking sound......

The white crystal hail fell from the sky, hitting the tiles, hitting the walls, hitting the ground, even if they hit their own bones, they had to vent their anger.

A group of ghouls chasing the wind were smashed and screamed, and hurriedly found a place to dodge, after all, the ghouls had rough skin and thick flesh, and after calming down their moods, they found that the force of the hail hit on their bodies was acceptable, and they rushed to the street happily and stunned to meet the hit of the hail.

The strong and intelligent ghoul looked silently at his foolish kind, and then looked up at the sky, only to feel that the day had deceived him, only to feel that he had been insulted, and he could not help but look up and roar, and then his mouth was filled with hail.

He walked to the corner of the wall dejectedly, sat down silently, and threw his beloved axe aside, only to feel that his heart was hurt and no one comforted him, and he was extremely lonely.

The king is destined to be lonely.

Thinking like this in his heart, he suddenly felt a sense of arrogance, and he couldn't help but run to the middle of the road and roar to the sky, and then his mouth was filled with hail.

Seeing this, the other ghouls thought it was funny, and they did the same, raised their heads and opened their mouths, and then their teeth were hurt by the hail, and they couldn't help jumping and screaming, and kept biting the hail in their mouths, feeling the cool and crunchy, and silly straight music.

A dilapidated collapsed house, supported by beams and walls right at the window, creates a small space.

The wind swept up the rags by the window, and Angela curled up and sat in this small space, looking through the gaps, looking at the stupid ghouls outside, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, it was this group of guys who had become the well-deserved protagonists of the Dark Ages.

The werewolves appeared again, their thick fur as a buffer, the hail hitting them was no different from a massage, the only trouble was that in such weather, no matter how good the eyesight was, no matter how good the sense of smell was, it would not play a big role.

Werewolves' eyesight and sense of smell are excellent, and this kind of weather is equivalent to directly nullifying both of their strengths.

Once again, the werewolves tried to get close to the entrance to the tunnel, but today it was even more difficult.

Yesterday's big battle left these houses in this neighborhood scarred.

Today, however, it was winds and hailstorms, and several houses collapsed, leaving the werewolves with few footholds.

The werewolf wandered unwillingly, and heard a wail in the distance, which was the sound of those whose houses had collapsed and had no time to flee being caught by ghouls.

After all, the essence of the demonized sludge monster had been digested a lot, and it was not so attractive to them anymore, coupled with the hunger in their stomachs, they couldn't hold back anymore and left here one after another.

A group of white-haired ghouls watched them leave coldly, shoved the bones in their hands into their mouths, and made a clattering sound.

The turmoil finally subsided, and the next day, when people went out, they were surprised to find that the streets seemed much cleaner.

And there is also an inexplicable feeling that the city is not as dangerous as it used to be.

The night that followed seemed to be getting quieter and quieter, and the ghouls who liked to make noise were not as noisy as before, and instead there were some other sounds, which seemed to be the sound of bones rubbing.

It's not that ghouls don't like to make noise anymore, it's that the number of ghouls is rapidly decreasing, and more and more ghouls are coming out of the ground, they are much quieter than ghouls, just looking at things around them coldly, and then casually looking down and gnawing on the bones in their hands.

On moonless nights, neither ghouls nor werewolves are so active, and after a peaceful night, the next day is a sunny day.

And at this time, a team came out of the Emerald Palace and knocked on the houses that were manned.

The owner of the house is forced to hand over food, and if there is not enough food, then replace it with something else, such as blood, such as chastity.

The noise sounded, and occasionally there was the sound of fighting, and the beautiful woman cried and pushed the wolf-like guy on her body, and the man crouched in the corner, watching it all indifferently.

Laughter mixed in with the two soldiers, and the two soldiers talked excitedly, but they didn't see the few white figures around them flash.

They had stayed in the safe Emerald Palace for too long, after all, they trusted the sun too much, but they didn't know that it was not absolutely safe during the day.

"Vic, Vic? Vic ......"

One of the soldiers shouted a few times, looked back in confusion and wondered why Vic didn't answer him, and then he was stunned.

The first thing he saw was a bat face with a pig's nose, and he hurriedly took a few steps back to see clearly that it was a tall monster with white hair and a humanoid figure standing upright, and in his hand, the soldier named Vic was paralyzed, one hand naturally drooping, and the blood of his heart was dripping, forming a small pool of blood on the ground.

The other hand was no longer on Vic, but in the hands of this white-haired monster, the white-haired monster looked at the frightened soldier with an expressionless face, and then put the broken arm to his mouth, and gnawed it down, blood came out of his mouth, and the bones were crushed by his strong and sharp teeth, and swallowed into his stomach.

"Ahh

With the screams, the soldiers finally noticed something unusual, and by this time, their number was already 5 smaller.

"What kind of monster is this!"

The soldiers trembled and huddled together, their sharp spears pointed outward, and suddenly the whole team turned into a giant hedgehog.

Then they were horrified to find that such monsters were not one or two, but a group.